It’s Monday

Life

I’m neither for or against Mondays on the whole, I don’t find them anymore more trying that any other day of the week but today was an exception. It started at 5 AM…

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It rained all weekend, last night I noticed that there was water coming through my spare room ceiling. I wouldn’t have noticed it had there not been a lovely pool of water on the carpet. I texted the building manager who said that the roofers were starting this week and he would take a look in the morning. At 5 AM, he texts me telling me to move my car because the workers were going to be using the parking lot. Had I been more alert, I would have realized that this made no sense because I park in the garage but I peeled out of there anyway less than half awake. I run into the building manager in the parking lot who told me he wanted me to move my car into the garage. That’s where it was. He had my car confused with another black car and told me to move my car back. Then he asks me if I’ve been smelling smoked meats in the building lately. What the fuck are you talking about. No, I hadn’t noticed but apparently someone complained that people have been grilling on their decks. I’ve never noticed but nothing would shock me at this point. I get the car parked, get back inside and decided to lay on the couch until I had to start work. 7 AM rolls around, the roof work commences, someone starts screaming at the roofers to shut up. Not just once, not like twice, like a dozen times. Yea, 7 AM is a tad early but we all knew this was happening and it’s only for the week anyway. People have really lost their minds. I’ll keep you posted on the smoked meats situation. 

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I work in the public sector & have been getting a lot of feedback from both sides of the spectrum on how the government is handling the corona situation. Today, my inbox was full of vandalism reports. For a state that’s supposed to have been on a Stay at Home Order, people sure stopped keeping an eye on their kids. I don’t care that they are bored, it  would serve everyone right if we did have to stay inside all summer. Also, penises are such unimaginative ‘graffiti’ like, raise your kids better. 

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It was such a weird morning, I zoned out for half an hour and showed up late to a conference call. I’m not sure that anyone noticed but I felt like a moron. In the middle of this meeting I get a text asking if I’m still getting rid of my couch. Again, what the fuck are you talking about. I had posted my couch for free on Craigslist a long time ago but had since resolved to not get a new one. I must have not taken the posting down and after years of waffling back and forth on getting a new one, finally have the opportunity. It’s not a bad couch, it’s just old and clunky and has definitely seen better years. Do I keep it? Do I finally get rid of it especially now since I have someone interested in taking it?! Being a single female, I don’t even like owning a couch because they are such a pain to move. Maybe I’ll go really nuts, get rid of the couch and just cover the living room in floor pillows. Side note, how is it that I could comfortably take a nap on the floor as a kid and now it’s literally the worst thing ever?

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I’m only half-way through the day and am exhausted. I don’t think the roofers will knock off until sundown but they aren’t that loud anyway. Once a flock of geese landed on the roof and they made considerably more racket. I’ve had a Pepsi and two pour-over coffees but I could lay down for 3-hour nap literally right now. 

How’s your Monday so far? Anything fun on the agenda for Memorial Day…oh, that’s right – summer is cancelled. I hope you’re doing the best you can wherever you are 💛

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